I'm sorry about the delay.

I let this one slip a bit, didn't I?

Ah well, I'll try not to let it happen again.

And if you enjoyed this, all thanks must go to Tonyloaf from I-Kronos dot com

If you hated this chapter, blame her too

Heh heh, just kidding.

Well thanks so much to all the reviewers who reviewed the previous chapter all those days ago:

Emutet, Megan. Syndrome'sGirlXOXO, Etienne d'Lune and the real Violet Parr.

And on we go

Enjoy! Love LJ xXx

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Throw Me. Chapter Sixteen. It's All Relative – Part Two

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Dragging Mirage to a safer hiding place, Helen catches sight of Bob powering down the street towards her and her children.

"Run, kids." she tells them, calmly and, though shaken by what's just happened, they still know exactly what to do. As Helen leaps effortlessly onto a ten-storey building and Dash nips quickly past his father and off down in the other direction, Violet turns herself invisible.

Mr Incredible still keeps moving towards her though and it's only until Violet looks down that she realises.

"Jack-Jack, now would be a great time to have powers," she mutters to her baby brother who appears to be floating in mid-air. Jack-Jack only laughs, delightedly and swipes the air where he thinks his sister is.

"Jack-Jack, please..." she hisses, more urgently, preparing to put a force field around them both. It'd have to be strong, she knows how powerful her dad is, and she isn't sure she has the energy anymore.

"Come on, Jack-Jack. Quit messing around." she murmurs. "Do SOMETHING." Mr Incredible looms above them. It's a strange thought, knowing he could kill her and wouldn't hesitate, having actually seen it herself.

"Jack-Jack..."

There's a pause from Mr Incredible, as though considering the floating baby. But then he raises a big fist in the air and starts to bring it down.

It stops just inches from Violet's invisible face; she can count the lines and fine details on his hand. Looking up, hardly daring to believe she's alive, her father looks confusedly around. Just by Violet's feet, she sees a yapping Yorkshire terrier run and hide under a parked car.

Apparently, to Mr Incredible, there's no-one there and Helen, who watches from the top of the building, effortlessly ducks her husband's right hook as she rushes down to ground level.

"Vi? Vi – did Jack-Jack do that? Is that him?" she scoops up the terrier enthusiastically and it spontaneously transforms back into her baby son with a laugh. "He's a shape-shifter! You had powers all along, didn't you?" she tickles Jack-Jack with a broad smile on her face. "Bob, look at this!" Forgetting, she turns to her husband and then, at the hostile look she receives from him, remembers and makes her escape over the tops of the city, the grin never really leaving her face.

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"Lucius..."

Frozone jerks his tired head up in shock. His kidnapper had never used his real name before – he just assumed he didn't know it. But there is something about the voice, that voice...

"Lucius? How you holding up?"

That voice. He suddenly realises and squints at the back of his kidnapper who turns around.

"Bob?" he asks uncertainly. It was Bob's voice, that was certain, but it wasn't his face or body.

"Hey 'Zone – this is pretty messed up, isn't it?" he jokes. Lucius shakes off his shock at hearing his friend's deep voice emitting from the pint-sized kidnapper's mouth.

"It sure is. What's going on here, Bob?" he presses.

"Some kind of mind control thing, I think – I think he's using my body to take over the city. I saw Helen...I remember that...and then I can't think..." the face creases in confusion.

Meanwhile, out on the streets, the body of Mr Incredible stops on the sidewalk. He looks around him in horror and pauses.

"What's going on?" a voice shrieks, but it doesn't fit the muscular body. "Stop that!" Curious, Helen, Vi and Dash creep out from their hiding places. That voice; it makes Violet freeze.

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"Lucius, I don't know what's gonna happen here, but it's not going to be good," Bob continues. "You have to get out of here; you have to beat this."

"I tried, man, but this guy's got some specialized tools here." Lucius holds up his hands that had been wrapped in some form of tape. "I can't do anything with this."

"You're gonna have to try, 'Zone." Bob tells him firmly. "Because I don't know if I'll..." He trails off and there is an awkward silence for a moment before he continues: "Lucius, you'll look after Helen and the kids if anything happened, won't you? I mean – I know she'll pretend it's all okay and that she can do it by herself, and she can – but I don't want her to have to. You got that?"

"Bob, this is stupid – come on, you'll be fine," Lucius asserts nervously.

"I really don't know, 'Zone," comes the reply in a heavy voice.

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"Mom – Mom, I know that voice!" Violet yells, running towards her mother.

"Stop it! What are you doing! Stop that! Stop talking!" the voice coming from her father's body screams confusedly. Then his head drops and leaves a ringing silence.

"Mom! I know that voice!" Violet tells her, excitedly. "I have to go, I have to go now!"

"Vi, Vi calm down!" Helen frowns in bewilderment.

"It's a mind control thing," Mirage adds in, reappearing at her side. "I think Syndrome had one of these in development. You'll have to try and talk to him, talk to Bob, and get him to come to the surface. I think it works by transmitters, inserted – "

"As small pins, behind the ears!" Dash finishes her sentence eagerly. "You told me about this!"

"Okay – okay," Helen's face is still creased in a frown.

"Mom! Mom! I have to go, I need to find someone," Violet repeats urgently.

"Fine, fine – take your brothers with you, go somewhere safe." Helen nods, handing Jack-Jack over to Violet. "Elizabeth, stay with me."

"Right." Mirage rolls up her sleeves meaningfully as the children run off in the opposite direction. "Talk to him."

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"Bob? Bob? Are you still there?" Lucius demands. The kidnapper raises his head.

"No talking," he snaps in his same old voice, shaken.

Lucius hangs his own head but, filled with a new sense of determination, focuses all of his energy on the palms of his hands. Gradually, so slowly it's almost unnoticeable, the room begins to get colder.

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